"They're only several loafers from the Punishment Tower. You don't need to bother with them."
Realization dawned on Qiao Mu as she deadpanned with a nod, "Oh, so they're your cellmates?"
Cellmates?
Everybody involuntarily twitched their mouths.
Who the f*ck were his cellmates?
Dao Wuji gave the little lady a fawning smile. "No, no, we have acknowledged Boss Mo as our boss!"
"Oh."
What was the situation? How come this child seemed even more detestable than the Little Despot? It was exhausting trying to talk to her! It was like she would kill the conversation if he accidentally let his mind wander!
Dao Wuji pulled a face, but then he suddenly turned to look at the Little Despot with a mischievous laugh. "Little Despot, didn't you say that you were gonna kill Boss Mo's wife when you saw her?"
In other words, do it, go do it! Quickly kill her, ahhhh!
